《Obsessed ( Completed )》Chapter 47: Lost Hope
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I don't know what to do, I want to change into something comfy but nit with this sick freak watching me like a vulture but the thing is if I decline I don't know how he will act. I decided to take a chance.
" I changed my mind I'm just gonna wear this. "
I say and he chuckles at me tilting his head in amusement. He slowly walks over to where he's just an inch away from my face and I tense up.
" Maybe I haven't made this clear so I will forgive you but now that you're here I'm in charge you don't get a say in things. Every question I ask will be rhetorical and if it's not I will let you know but other wise you will listen to me. You are mine. "
He tells me in a stern voice keeping a straight face the whole time. He takes a step back to examine my reaction.
" Now change. "
I swallow nervously and nod. His seriousness suddenly dissolves and his face returns to the amused one.
Ok I can do this just pretend I'm alone in my bedroom.
I tell myself and turn away from him closing my eyes imagining that I'm at home getting ready for bed. I take my dress off throwing it on the floor and pick up the shirt and put it on, I'm actually proud of myself right now and my plan is going well.
Until I feel arms snake around my waist from behind and I nearly piss myself.
" What are you doing? "
I ask him in a shaky voice .
" You know how long I've waited for you? "
He ask me.
" And then I finally get you and I want you to slowly get used to this so I have to control myself even though your under the same roof as me. Do you know how hard it is to control yourself when you love and lust after someone?"
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I'm not dumb I know what he's wanting to do but if he thinks I'm going down without a fight he's more insane then I thought! I glance at the door from the corner of my eye and see he left it open, I elbow him in the rib and take off running. I run to the front door but it's locked and I'm guessing he has the key on that keychain I saw before.
" Shit! "
I hiss under my breath.
" Looking for these? "
I turn around to see Mr.Edwards holding up the keychain with a mischievous smirk.
" If you want them come and get them. "
He says and drops them into his pants as I cringe.
I look around the room looking for some way to escape but there's no way out. I suddenly spot a knife on the counter and dash for it but Mr.Edwards must have saw where my eyes were focused before I took off because he had a head start.
He pins me to the counter pointing the knife at me. My eyes widen as I realize there's already blood on it but it's not his or mine.
" I have to admit I like a good chase and you are adorable when you look like a deer caught in headlights but this is getting a bit old. "
He says sighing as I eye the knife.
"So let's just stop this cat and mouse chase and get down to business ok? "
He puts the knife far away from me and then throws me over his shoulder like a light rag doll probably so I can't kick him in between the legs.
" Let me go! "
I yell at him hitting his back. He stops and for a minute I think he's considering it but when I turn my head to see what he's doing he's unlocking a drawer and when he opens it my eyes go wide as I see its full of nothing but condoms. He grabs a hand full and then starts walking again.
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" No! Let me go! You asshole put me down! "
I scream at the top of my lungs but he blocks it out. I see Lacey in the hallway starring wide eyed at us.
" Lacey help me! He's going to rape me help me! "
I scream years poring down my face but she doesn't move from her spot.
Her face is the last thing I see when he closes the door and locks it
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